Continuing on from last chapter
I walk over to the bathroom door and I go to open it, when the door swings open, hard, smashing me in the forehead. I instantly fall onto my ass and I feel a little bit of blood now falling down the side of my head.
"Time to go see your-oh shit. He's gonna kill me" a male says. I look up and he's staring at me with wide eyes.
"Why would he kill you?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. Okay, ow that hurt. Let's not do that again.
"Do you seriously not remember?" he asks. I give him a blank stare and he lets out a breath. "I'll explain later"
I nod my head slightly and he helps me to my feet. Once I'm up on my feet, he turns around and walks in front of me. I follow behind him and once I'm outside the bathroom, the other guy that was standing there steps behind me.
Great. I'm in a human sandwich of two extremely hot men. I think to myself. The guy in front of me is about 5'11, dark brown hair, light tan skin and I couldn't see his eyes because both he and the other guy are wearing sunglasses....indoors....weirdos.
The second guy has dark blonde hair, light olive skin and he's also about 5'11. Both men are wearing an all black suit and fancy dress shoes. Speaking of shoes, I'm not even wearing any shoes or even any socks.
The two men lead me down a long hallway and up some spiral metal stairs before we walk down another long hallway before stopping in front of large door. I noticed a few things. Along the hallways, I never saw any photos of 'us', our families or just anything. The walls are just bland and boring.
The guy in front of me knocks on the door before he opens it. The behind me gently pushes on my back, making me walk forward into the office.
"You're late" my supposed husband says, almost annoyed. "You're 8 minutes late"
"Sorry boss" the guy in front mutters. He steps out of the way and my 'husband' looks at me.
"What happened to her head?" he asks, glaring at the guy in front of me. He walks over to him and I watch as he closes his fist, getting ready to hit him.
"It was my fault" I speak up. "I walked towards the door just as he opened it. It was my fault completely"
He turns to look at me, unclenching his fists and he lets out a sigh.
"Baby, you need to be more careful" he softly says. He walks over to him and he uses one hand to cup my face.
"You're my baby. I love you so much" a different male voice says. I look at the man standing in front of me and I get a sense of dread and like I need to get away from this man.
"Promise me you'll be careful?" he whispers. I nod my head a little and he smiles before giving my cheek a tiny peck. His lips barely touched my skin, almost like he's scared to touch me. He's quick to move away from me and walk back behind his desk.
"Sir, if you don't mind me asking, but what is your plan now?" the guy that was walking behind me asks.
"Not now" is all he says. The air in the room thickens and becomes very awkward. "Leave the room so I can talk to my wife"
"Yes Sir" both men say before turning and walking out the office, leaving just the two of us. Once the door closes, he walks back over to me and he cups my cheeks in his hands.
"Jade, I love you so much" he whispers. There's something about him that just doesn't feel familiar at all. I don't recognise this man that's standing in front of me, claiming to be my husband. Why wouldn't I recognise my own husband? Is he even my husband?
He removes his hands from my face and he grabs my hand before pulling me towards his desk and before I could even think, he easily lifts me up and he makes me sit on his desk.
"Let's have an easy night tonight. Last night was crazy and I'm sorry for my actions" he smiles.
"Your actions?" I question.
"You know, going all crazy and kill all the police officers. I just couldn't bare the thought of not seeing you again and I let my emotions go a little too crazy" he admits to me.
"How many officers did you kill?" I ask, being cautious. He lets out a chuckle before he places his hands on my knees.
"All of them" he smiles. "Even the officers who had you in that small room"
Officer Matthew and the other one who I never got his name. My heart drops and so does my stomach. This doesn't feel right. Him touching me doesn't feel right. Being in his presence doesn't feel right. Why doesn't feel right?
"Just, be glad I saved you when I did" he whispers.
"When did you save me? You shot and killed all those officers! You got someone to put a bag over my head and tie my wrists together! You took them off a day later and now you're telling me I should be glad you saved me. You kidnapped me!" I shout. He moves back from me shouting and his face drops.
"You think I kidnapped you?" he asks, laughing a little. "What makes you think I kidnapped you?"
"I just told you" I scoff. "Bag over my head and my wrists being tied together."
"I was just trying to make sure you were safe" he tries justifying his actions. I stare at him in shock. My stomach drops even further, if that's even possible. I could try asking him again if he really is my husband, but his reaction last time I asked might not be the best idea.
"if that's your idea of keeping me safe, then clearly you're a bad husband, or you're actually a gang leader" I say, half joking about the last part. I watch as he face drops at the mention of 'gang leader'.
His face hardness and his eyes glaze over with rage. Okay, I regret saying that. I shouldn't have said that, should not have said that. Okay Hagrid, clam down.
"You shut the fuck up before I make you regret it" he angrily says. He takes a couple small steps back towards me and in a flash, he brings his hand up and he slaps me across my right cheek. With the sudden force of his slap, I fall off his desk and I land hard on the floor. For some strange reason, my hands go straight to protecting my stomach, like I'm trying to protect a baby. Which isn't right because I'm not pregnant. 135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVZK56GeF5g
